The body is a sacred garment —Martha Graham, Blood Memory (1991) When I was a bodywork therapist, I talked with a client prior to giving her a massage. She looked down at her body and said, “I can’t accept my body the way it is. Look at me.”...

The body is a sacred garment —Martha Graham, Blood Memory (1991) When I was a bodywork therapist, I talked with a client prior to giving her a massage. She looked down at her body and said, “I can’t accept my body the way it is. Look at me.”...

Suddenly many movements are going on within me, many things are happening, there is an almost unbearable sense of sprouting, of bursting encasements, of moving kernels, expanding flesh. — Meridel Le Suer, Salute to Spring (1940) It’s easy to refer...

Socks are a lot like cats. They wander around and take absolutely no direction from me. My former non-solution was to herd them (the socks, not the cats) toward the living room couch, hoping that if they all ended up there, somehow they’d find their match. The...

The body is a sacred garment —Martha Graham, Blood Memory (1991) When I was a bodywork therapist, I talked with a client prior to giving her a massage. She looked down at her body and said, “I can’t accept my body the way it is. Look at me.”...